What The Heck.......

I woke up in the middle of the night with pink eye. I could not open my eyes no matter how hard I tried. GROSS! I don't get it. I try to keep a clean house, so why is everyone always getting sick? And how did a grown woman get pink eye? Do you think I need to throw my contacts away? Do you think I can even wear contacts with pink eye?

*For all you people wondering "why is she asking us? Her dad's a doctor, " I called him already. He didn't answer. Imagine that.......

I'm really wishing my camera didn't have the red eye reduction thingy. I tried to take a pic of my eyes because really, you wouldn't believe it. Too bad we had our Halloween party last weekend because my eyes would go great with a warewolf costume or something scary! It turns out I CAN'T wear my contacts for a week. Great. I can already feel the headaches coming on. And when I was putting on a little mascara this morning Jordy says to me, "Mom, I think grandpa said you can't wear that." Thank you, mother.....

VOTE

I got this emailed to me from Roudy's ex-brother-in-law, Trent. Thought I would share............


'Twas the night before elections*
*And all through the town*
*Tempers were flaring*
*Emotions all up and down!*
**
*I, in my bathrobe*
*With a cat in my lap*
*Had cut off the TV*
*Tired of political crap.*
**
*When all of a sudden*
*There arose such a noise*
*I peered out of my window*
*Saw Obama and his boys*
**
*They had come for my wallet*
*They wanted my pay*
*To give to the others*
*Who had not worked a day!*
**
*He snatched up my money*
*And quick as a wink*
*Jumped back on his bandwagon*
*As I gagged from the stink*
**
*He then rallied his henchmen*
*Who were pulling his cart*
*I could tell they were out*
*To tear my country apart!*
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*' On Fannie, on Freddie, *
*On Biden and Ayers!*
*On Acorn, On Pelosi'*
*He screamed at the pairs!*
**
*They took off for his cause*
*And as he flew out of sight*
*I heard him laugh at the nation*
*Who wouldn't stand up and fight!*
**
*So I leave you to think*
*On this one final note-*
*IF YOU DON'T WANT SOCIALISM*
*GET OUT AND VOTE!!!!*

The Football Player and The Cheerleader

On Friday Roudy and I went to an adult Halloween party that we go to every year. This is the first year we really dressed up. Last year Roudy safety pinned candy all over his shirt and went as a "sugar daddy." This year we decided to go all out. The party always starts out with a scavenger hunt, so we are running all over town in our costumes with people staring at us. It's actually really fun! Our partners this year dressed up as Batman and Batgirl so when we went in to these public places all the little kids went crazy yelling "Batman!" That was going to be our excuse if we lost- "Batman had to sign autographs!" But we didn't have to worry about that. We won!

Me and My Best Neighbor girls

Becky- Batgirl and Tiffany- Hillary Clinton

Me and My Super Hot Football Player

Becky and Kevin

(they won the costume contest)

You Might Be A Redneck If...

This weekend we loaded up the kids and went to Arco for a weekend at Grandma and Grandpa's house. Roudy took his hunting stuff so he could get in a few hours of deer hunting. Well, he went out for a couple hours and shot a deer with his bow. But, guess what? He didn't bring his truck. He was going to leave the deer at his parents house and then go back with his truck to get the deer. Since I'm a cheap wad I said "just tie it on top of the van." At first he was like 'no way', but then he saw the light! We had to drive down 17th street and there was more than one person that literally pointed and laughed at us. Poor Roudy. Having to drive your beautiful beast home on top of the mini van? Total buzz kill.

Pumpkins

A woman was asked by a co-worker, "What is it like to be a Christian?"

The woman replied, "It's like being a pumpkin. God picks you from the patch, brings you in, and washes all the dirt off of you. Even if you're not the perfect shape or the best looking, He loves you just the same. Then He cuts off the top and scoops out all the yucky stuff. He removes the seeds of doubt, hate, and greed. After that, He carves you a new smiling face and puts His light inside of you to shine for all the world to see."

A Great Weekend

Roudy came home early from hunting so we decided to do something fun with the kids. I wanted to take the kids to a corn maze (where our journey began) but there aren't any corn mazes for 300 miles. I did find a Straw Maze in Rexburg, so that's where we headed. It was fun for the kids, but not nearly as challenging as a corn maze. We got through the first time in about 10 minutes. Then we decided to go backwards and that took a few minutes. So, we decided to get our money's worth and go through 1 more time. By that time it had gotten late enough that kids in costumes were hiding throughout the maze scaring people and the kids thought that was pretty fun. However, we couldn't find our way out this time! We took a wrong turn somewhere and kept going in a dead end circle. Finally, after about 45 minutes, we found our way out.

Me and My Love at the Straw Maze The Kiddos at the Straw Maze

I've taught him well! Jaxon had to pee really bad but he said "I'd rather pee my pants than use one of those port-a-pottys!" Atta Boy......

Have you ever seen a cuter bum? Like Father, Like Son...

And notice Jordyn peeking? Like Mother, Like Daughter.......... :)

On Friday night my mom had a fun little Halloween party for the grand kids. First we went to Arctic Circle for dinner, then headed to grandma's for some fun. They painted pumpkins, went on treasure hunts, played "pin the nose on the pumpkin", and even had a fishing pond. The kids thought they had died and gone to heaven!

Jaxon and his prized pumpkin

Jordy and her pumpkin
Trason painting his pumpkin (and being naughty, as usual!)
Jaxon playing "pin the nose on the pumpkin." Notice he's putting his sticker EXACTLY where it's supposed to go? What a cheater.....Like father, Like son...... :)

If You Can't Beat 'Em, Join 'Em.........

Since it's hunting season and that's what a lot of people are talking about right now, I thought I'd add my pictures from the time I "drew" a bull tag. Someday when the kids get a little older, I'll be back out there with my man. Here's the story on this bull....

Roudy worked all night and then left work to go look for me a bull. Well, he found a monster for me so he turned around to come back to Idaho Falls and get me so I could shoot it. We called Roudy's mom and had her meet us in Arco so she could take the kids for the night. So, we traded cars and off we went. We hiked a little ways (okay, a long ways for me) and found the bulls Roudy had spotted earlier. So, he tries to get me set up to shoot, but I can't find a rock I like. I only practiced shooting a couple times before we went out hunting. Both times I cried because I was scared to shoot the gun. Anyway, I can't find a comfortable shooting position and Roudy's like "Mindy, you're killing me!" I have no doubt he thought about ripping the gun out of my hand and shooting it himself. Well, across the canyon there was a decent bull just standing there all by himself. He was practically posing for me. So, I found a comfortable rock to shoot off of and set up for the shot. I nailed the poor thing, but it just stood there. So, I set up for another shot- through the neck this time. That finally got him and we celebrated and then hiked over to him. (By the way, it was a 348 yard shot. Go me!) Everything was all good as we got over to the bull and started taking all these pictures. Then, all of a sudden, Roudy and this other guy that went with us cut the head off, throw it to the side, and start gutting this animal. Of coarse, I start to cry and Roudy's all annoyed. So, we take the head down the trail with us and throw it in Roudy's mom's suburban- I'm sure she was thrilled! Long story short, my antlers got stolen out of the back of Roudy's truck at my dad's house. I guess it doesn't matter that I didn't get the monster bull since I have nothing to show for it anyway. The End. And, yes, that's a picture of a picture. I'm high class..........

Don't Cry Tonight...

This is my new favorite song! It should be my theme song because it seems like I always get emotional at nighttime. Roudy left this morning to go hunting until Sunday night, so I might just have to picture him laying next to me singing "Don't cry tonight, I still love you baby........" :)

First I cried....Then I Got Mad

It's very possible I ate my favorite food for the last time today. Every time I go to Sam's Club I get a soft pretzel. They aren't as good as the one's from the mall, but they're only a dollar. So, today I go to Sam's to stock up on frozen foods and get my soft pretzel. After I ate the stupid thing I decided I should go ask if they have the nutrition facts for their food. There are 180 calories in 1/3 of a soft pretzel. Who only eats 1/3 of a pretzel? Not me. So I ate 540 calories in approximatly 2 minutes. I felt like I was going to cry when I read that. Not only did I just eat almost half my calories for the day- I'm still hungry! The kids got a slice of pizza and shared it. Guess how many calories are in a slice of Sam's Club pizza? There are 679 calories. HOLY CRAP! I guess I get to eat rabbit food for the rest of the day. Thanks a lot stupid pretzel....

We Need A Wife.....

Just the other day, as I was doing laundry, I was telling Roudy, "Ya know, we could use a wife." He just kind of looked at me and said "we could?" "Think about it," I say, "somebody to do the laundry and cook the meals and wash the dishes." I don't think he really knows what goes into being a GOOD wife. His meal is sitting on the table waiting for him promptly at 6:00 pm every night, he never has to wash his own clothes. In fact, one time he was trying to wash his hunting clothes (I was probably on strike) and he yells to me "Honey, how do you turn this thing on?" He has NEVER ONCE loaded or unloaded the dishwasher. He will rinse off the dishes, but that's as far as it goes. His excuse, "I just hate it." Guess what, Roud? I hate it, too. I'm sure there are many things that go into being a good husband, too. I don't do yard work. Sorry, Roud, but "I just hate it." and I don't clean the basement because "I just hate it." That excuse can go both ways, Lover Boy........

This was our dinner last night.....

Homemade Chicken and Wild Rice Soup

Salad with homemade Ranch and all the fixins and wait, is that homemade bread?

Just to be fair, Roudy cooks on the weekends. I don't cook on Friday nights and I don't cook breakfast (I just hate it....). Roudy always cooks the kids french toast, eggs, sausage, and hash browns on Saturday and Sunday Mornings. While he was away hunting a couple weeks ago, I made the kids scrambled eggs for breakfast. The kids were like, "This is groooosssss. When will dad be home? He's the best Chef. Do I really have to eat these?" And yet, if I ever take a few hours and go shopping with my mom, it's always a joke of when Roudy will call. Every time I leave for a few hours (okay, a lot of hours. My mom is a serious shopper...) Roudy will call and say "The kids are hungry. When are you coming home?" My mom's always like "Can't he fix a box of macaroni and cheese or make a peanut butter sandwich?"

WTF (I meant Frick.I don't know what you were thinking...)

Look what we woke up to this morning. 9 days ago it was almost in the 90's and now it's in the 30's. I guess it's not a big shock to most of us how fast the weather can change here in Idaho. It's supposed to be back to the mid 60's by this friday. WTF?

This is the view from our back door.

The view from the front door.
Another front door view.
**This post was Roudy's idea. I would NEVER use bad language like that...

Jordy Needs A Sister...........

The last couple days Jordy has decided she wants to wear Jaxon's wrestling gear and wrestle the boys. Roudy's all, "should we let her wrestle? I haven't taught her anything yet and I think she'd be good at it." Um, hello. NO our baby girl is NOT going to wrestle. Trason, on the other hand, I can't wait for him to turn 4 so he can wrestle. He's dirty tough and way more aggressive than Jaxon has ever been. Roudy's thinking about signing a waver so Trason can wrestle this year at 3 years old. We'll see.... Anyway, the pictures are showing up dark for some reason. They look fine on my camera. And, I have no idea where that white line came from in the first video. Roudy took my camera hunting last week- if he ruined it I might have to kill him. ;) Also, I have a STUPID laugh throughout the video's so if you would just turn off your sound, I'd appreciate it!

Roudy & Dave's Big Adventure

Roudy killed a pretty nice bull elk back in 1993 (the lovely beast now hangs in my living room)and he carved his initials and the word "elk" into a tree. Well, he had the opportunity to go back to that area to hunt and he found that same tree he carved his name in so many years ago.

Hey there, Big Boy

My Sexy Man

Jasper, Dave, and Chy
Dave's 1st Bull

**Since Dave's "sexy" picture has everybody freaked out, I guess I'll explain. Dave does this gay/sexy face out at work and it makes all of the guys cringe! Most of them just look away because they can't stand it! Well, when everybody heard that Roudy and Dave were taking the horses and packing in for a week they all teased them that it was going to be Brokeback Mountain! So, this picture was for the guys out at work. Be grateful, I could have posted the picture Roudy took of Dave peeing........

White Trash

*Warning... Rebecca, don't show this to Zach. He might cry a little...

So, anybody that knows Roudy knows he's a clean freak. At any given time you could eat off our garage floor. He washes the freaking lawn mower, for hell sakes. His mom said that growing up his room was the cleanest room in the house. Needless to say, he's a major perfectionist. So, how did his prized truck fall through the cracks? Since I've known him (8 years) this truck has NEVER been washed. That's right. Never. These pictures really don't do the inch of dust on the truck justice! And, notice the poor thing is on blocks? When we were first married this beautiful truck had a 6in lift on it. But, Roudy took the lift off because I had a hard time getting in it. I was pregnant, honey. I could have managed. So, he took it down from like a 6 inch lift to a 2 in lift. And there went his manliness. It kind of looked like a sissy truck instead of the beefy truck it was. Sorry, honey. You know it's true. Then, to make things worse, he needed the tires for another truck, so this one gets to sit on blocks. I'm just glad the poor thing is parked in the garage so our neighbors don't have to know that they live next door to white trash!

Remeber When...

Remember when you were little and there was nothing better than having a tent in the living room? I remeber staying the night at Ashlee Pimentel's house and watching Steven King's "It" from inside a tent in the living room. There was nothing better! Well, perhaps having full control of the remote and your own bowl of popcorn while watching a Barbie movie... life is good for Jordy Sue! Roudy got home from his hunting trip last Saturday and had to set up the tent so it could dry out. Honey, it's wednesday. You can put the tent away now.

FINALLY....

I hit the 20 pound mark today! Well, actually I hit it yesterday, but I thought it was too good to be true. I started working out on June 7th, so it took me 4 months to the day. Wow. I had no idea losing weight was that hard. If anybody see's me looking a little heavy again PLEASE say something to remind me of how hard this has been. Just say something like, "Remember that one time you spent all those hours in the gym. That was cool." Then I'll know I need to put my fork down. Only 8 lbs to go...........

Pump me up, baby

My totally awesome husband bought me a totally awesome elliptical when my gym membership ended. I got on it for the first time last night and loved it! There was only one thing missing... tunes that make me want to work my butt off (literally). The elliptical has ipod speakers built in, so now I just need to make a workout play list. I like all music, but my favorite is rap. Alternative or metal would probably be good for working out, too. Maybe some good old Brittany Spears or Christina Aguilera? What are some of your favorite songs for getting "pumped up"?

*I realize this song says the same thing over and Over and OVER, but it's one that they played at the gym all the time, so in my head it's totally a work out song.